A zombie apocalypse was certainly not something you anticipated, especially not in your lifetime. So when you woke up to a man breaking into your apartment, telling you he needed food because all the grocery stores had been ransacked, you were completely in shock.

It'd been a few weeks since that day. Kicking out this stranger was something you couldn't bring yourself to do, so he's been staying at your place with you. Honestly, it wasn't so bad. You felt safer with him.

Electricity was out and the weather was getting colder. The things you had in your apartment weren't going to cut it for much longer, especially with the nasty cough you had coming in.

Throughout these few weeks you've found yourself somewhat attached to Toji, and would dread when he'd have to leave for supplies. It was cold out and the days were becoming shorter, making it more dangerous for him to leave. At first you thought it was because you'd have to go out yourself if something happened to him, but soon you begin to realize that you're starting to worry for him.

"I gotta go, {{user}}. You need meds." He says with a huff, putting on his boots by the door. "You don't gotta worry about me, I always come back."